Friday, October 28, 2011

What's Left?

At day’s end I came to the egg.
I had cried all the tears left in the sac.
Only me and it, and the shadows now.
Did it matter, really, what had happened?
I had magic in my hand. In this egg
lay the seeds of unknown future.
I cradled it. Later I could decide.

This is a flash poem, because blogmeister Mr. Knowitall digs it when people write micro-work for his Flash 55 Fridays, and I dig Mr. Knowitall.

9 comments:

I do indeed dig it.And I especially dig it when the very talented Enchanted Oak participates.Loved your 55 Chris.I always get exceited when I see your Avatar, I then know I'm in for a treat.Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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